Posts Tagged With: earth

Fiat Lux


on the corridor without light
every proprietor has his door
behind which he repairs
floors walls windows
he sharpens blunt knives
chops food for dogs
parsley leaves for soup

have you seen somehow nobody
I’m asking the closed doors
with the back still straight
in this wonderland nobody is crying
the others are blind for autumn colors
they place eyelid over eyelid
lightly like leaf upon leaf
heaps of eyes without eyeballs
without opening

I can still see to knock on doors
stretching forth the charity box
in the dark
hopes are thin fingers
touching lightly the globe
a toy that doesn’t turn
and yet it staggers

the sun shows up beyond the clouds
every time silence is here

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Categories: My Poems in 2012 | Tags: , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Magnetic North


stemming from their roots
senses are tangential to reality
the surface tension force
draws towards the center
the Earth like a strange dew drop
clogging up the living blood

at night I’m dreaming abyssal creatures
each day I’m forgetting the condor’s flight
alive and dead ones gather together
the full ships are slicing time plates
on the geographical line
between yesterday and tomorrow

tears are dissolving
where the ocean is deeper
hurricanes and earthquakes are digging
a road of indifference
on the cranium bones

from my middle universe
umbilical threads spread in every direction
along with the wind
I have learned to go straight
moistening my forefinger

I can’t see trees anymore
within the thick forest where I breathe
my heartbeat is hunting
a wounded old deer
at sunrise or sunset

the world will be one day
too round
.

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Sweet Lily Scent


once upon a time when the moon
was always full up on the sky
there was a city with half bird – men
flying through rings of fire in the woods
on every winter solstice

otherwise they were humble and pious
grinding with their claws the church floors
pecking with their beaks each icon
in their own image
giving birth to young ones fed with bird milk
baptized in cedar cinders

after getting wed they avoided mirrors
arranging their feathers to each other
the lonely going to the barber

showing up into this world
they had downs in every color
snatching at dusk one feather after the first flight
in order to go asleep
when there were just a few left on their wings
they were falling into flames on solstice days

the old men say that from those ashes
carnivorous flowers were growing
giant white lilies with long necks
which no human claw could ripe

one summer day the sun exploded
and the city burnt down until the last stone
.
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Ice and Fire


A bud from a stone, a light down in the wind,
My puzzled eyes aiming an acanthus flower,
Stars falling again on this white temple columns,
The sky wrapping all in a blanket of felt.

The night pushes further my heart’s customs line,
Where orange and red are slowly dissolving,
The earth within me and its whole fleeting life
Pass without their shadow through fiery ice.

Closer and closer, blue in my dreams,
Trembling volcanoes are lost amid waters.
At dawn, under arches, ruins and smoke,
The sun’s foggy phantom searches his way.

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